Was it Albert Einstein who said that the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results?
Well, at least he didn't say doing the same thing over and over again despite everyone not liking it.
That's where we are this weekend, on the cusp of moving our clocks back to Standard Time in the interests of ...I'm really not sure who...a farmer in Alberta? a fisherman in Labrador? a nurse in British Columbia.
Apparently fiddling with clocks began in the First World War to give our wartime workers more time to make ammunition and to save energy resources. Fair enough. It returned in the Second World War and somehow stuck.
Now you might say a retired person like myself is the last person who should be worried about time changes affecting their day. And you'd be right.
But it does affect my daughter whose early bird kids will be getting up at 4:30 am when they head back to school next week. That's terrible.
It has to affect traffic in our cities with evening rush hour happening in the dark for the next four months.
And for a few days at least, it has to affect the mood and performance of anyone who normally needs seven good hours of shut-eye.
I've read that as a province, we await the move of New York State on this issue. I also read that New York now allows their residents to use their sick days to care for ailing pets. Sound progressive? It does. So why are they still dragging their feet on this issue? Is it because legislators there value one extra hour of sleep over 120 evenings of darkness.
There's an election next week in the States. It might be a close one but ...NEWS FLASH...if either Harris or Trump endorsed permanent Daylight Savings Time, they'd win in a landslide.
Of course, there is an immediate solution to this clock-moving insanity but I really don't think it's reasonable for everyone to move to Australia next week.
Or is it?
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